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Little Boy
- Like we know we poppin'
- Like bro, you start coughin'
- Laughin' at you when you coppin'
- Boy we ain't do this shit for nothin'
- Bought a candy bar
- Too poor to afford anything, must be hard
- Tryna find which one like I'm Tony Stark
- Boy we know all this shit, you got no Benz, nor car
- Like we intense, but boy you speak nonsense
- Got no life so that's why you sit on the bench
- Lonely as my nigga who was born in a trench
- Gotta grab that wrench, do that hard labor when the boy comes
- Up with the cents, boy, we put you in the cement
- Stab his back, DJ Crow gotta attack
- When I see yo face I wanna set up a trap
- Get rid of my stress and run back
- Wanna see where I put 'em tacks?
- Boy you better be sorry
- Boy you pussy
- Niggas got the Duffy
- Bitches watchin' Luffy
- Boy, sluts ain't the best though
- Tryna cop a new ho
- But she ain't listen no more
- I'ma try and make her poor
- See the sign of you, do yo chores
- You're done for
- Pretty sure we told ya what we were doin'
- Got the eaters in the back and his brain oozin'
- That boy be left brainless
- Niggas coppin' him and we keep the stainless
- Niggas call 'em famous
- Boys tryna get popular
- Pull up with my binoculars
- Pull up with the top of her
- She a crop top boy, you bear
- Gonna get the drop, oh, boy you ain't there
- You don't understand any slang
- That's why you do yo thang
- Want me to hit yo fangs?
- We ain't do Halloween in my days
- We gon' hit that boy as we did to James
- Niggas have no damn brain
- Tryna cop a two seater out of yo nose
- Fuck with the hoes, oh
- Like we know we poppin'
- Like bro, you start coughin'
- Laughin' at you when you coppin'
- Boy we ain't do this shit for nothin'
- Bought a candy bar
- Too poor to afford anything, must be hard
- Tryna find which one like I'm Tony Stark
- Boy we know all this shit, you got no Benz, nor car
- Like we intense, but boy you speak nonsense
- Got no life so that's why you sit on the bench
- Lonely as my nigga who was born in a trench
- Gotta grab that wrench, do that hard labor when the boy comes
- Up with the cents, boy, we put you in the cement
- Pop them pills
- Done like Lauren Hill
- The boy got the Mills
- We fuckin' on the bills
- We know that we ain't chill
- Keep it trill
- Pull that boy up with him, he so ill
- Pop that pill
- Niggas are sealed
- But we made a deal
- Take my essence and let me fly away
- Don't wanna decay
- Ayy, uh, ayy, uh, uh, uh
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